Does anyone want to hear me scream… hear me shout?
What is life really all about?
I have no answer…no clue…
What the hell am I supposed to do?
Be sweet and kind, kissed everyone’s behind.
Do the right thing
Be trustworthy and true?
I still do it and end up so blue
Blue, sad and sick of it all
Like a leaf as it drops to the ground in the fall.
Just don’t know where to land
By myself or in someone else’s hand.
God, I know you’re there so show me where to land
plant my feet solid to the ground
and then again my love can again be found.
I am not a poet so please don’t grade me on this one. Oh, and I am not depressed. Life does go on.